The Mad Thunder's teammates quickly checked his condition, and Yang Jia constantly healed him.

Mad Thunder was actually crying; Chen Luo hadn't expected that.

Chen Luo stepped forward and said indifferently, "This is our Elder Dog. This level of strength is only enough to be an elder."

"Our base values contribution. You think you can become a deputy leader without contribution?"

"Do you know how arrogant you are? If you want to join, you can only start as a new member. You're free to leave or stay. A Level 6 is really nothing special in our base."

With that, Chen Luo turned and left.

Fa Wang glanced at Mad Thunder with disdain in its titanium alloy dog eyes. At best, a combat power of fifty—trash.

Yang Jia said weakly, "Brother Lei, what do we do?"

She really wanted to stay here, but Mad Thunder was abused so badly that he was crying. She was afraid that Mad Thunder would be unable to accept it and leave.

Mad Thunder wiped away his tears and said with a sob, "I can't accept it, I can't accept it! I must defeat this Elder Dog, or I will live in its shadow for the rest of my life."

"I will defeat it, I must defeat it."

Yang Jia was stunned. Was he going to leave?

Who knew that Mad Thunder said, "I want to stay here. Know yourself and your enemy, and I won't leave until I defeat it."

"I don't believe that I can't beat a dog in this lifetime."

Chen Luo, who hadn't gone far, heard this and clicked his tongue. There was indeed no hope in this lifetime; he could only try harder in the next life.

Da Zhuang sent a message: "Brother, Bing Lin is gathering zombies. Once they're gathered, they're coming over. They've already found out your location."

Chen Luo immediately ordered all members to stay put and prepare for battle.

Currently, it was unclear how many zombies had been gathered. Bing Lin and his group were luring zombies separately, and the exact number would only be known after they were all gathered.

If the number of zombies was around ten thousand, Chen Luo would have to intervene.

Chen Luo currently had more than two thousand five hundred members. Excluding the natural element users, there were fewer than two thousand combat personnel. Previously, he had arranged for nearly three hundred people to go out as intelligence members.

Let's say two thousand people.

Two thousand against ten thousand?

Chen Luo felt that they could still win, without a doubt, but how many people would die?

This was training, not a matter of life or death. What if half the people were gone or several hundred died in battle?

Chen Luo was already half dead from exhaustion after killing the zombies that Da Zhuang had attracted before.

Although Mi Ling, Su Dazhu, and Xia Haoran were all Level 6, at best, one person could kill a few hundred zombies.

If there really were around ten thousand zombies, Chen Luo would have to kill Bing Lin in advance.

It would take time to gather the zombies, at least until evening.

Chen Luo's morning meeting had an effect.

More than a hundred people arrived at the base in the afternoon, ready to join.

All of them were Level 5 or Level 4 Light-element users.

These people were definitely considered elites; a few were freelancers, and most were high-level members of various bases.

But being a high-level member in someone else's base was not as good as being a small soldier here with Chen Luo.

What attracted them the most was that Chen Luo was Level 8 and had killed the Level 6 Wang Lie with just a glance.

Wouldn't it be safe under such a strong person?

Since the end of the meeting, Chen Luo had been the undisputed overlord, and no one dared to compete with him.

Who would dare to provoke him?

Even if they were just small soldiers, the big shots from other bases wouldn't dare to provoke them.

Plus, the material benefits were generous. If you were them, wouldn't you come?

This was just the first batch. Some people had to deal with the affairs of their original bases, or had to find an opportunity to come over. There would definitely be more people joining in the next few days.

Chen Luo smiled. They were already Level 5 now, and in the future, they would definitely reach at least Level 8 or higher. They had great potential.

This group of people was respectful in front of Chen Luo. This was a super big shot, a big shot who could kill a Level 6 with just a glance.

Chen Luo said seriously, "To be honest, there may be a zombie horde attacking the base tonight. The number may be ten thousand, or even more. The base is our home, and we must not give it up."

"You've come at the right time; join the defense together."

Everyone was stunned. Ten thousand zombies?

However, thinking of Chen Luo's Level 8 strength, everyone breathed a sigh of relief again. With this big shot around, they would definitely be able to defend it.

Who knew that Chen Luo said, "Addendum: I will not take action. Rely on yourselves, consider it training. If you survive, you can be officially transferred to become ordinary members."

"Of course, it's still not too late to leave now. I won't force you, and I won't pursue it. But, if you join and then desert during the battle, don't blame me for being impolite."

Everyone's heart skipped a beat. Leader Chen wouldn't join the battle and wanted them to do it themselves?

How many people would die?

The benefits were good, but they were afraid they wouldn't have the life to enjoy them.

A dozen people left on the spot, but the rest stayed.

Chen Luo clapped his hands: "The unsteadfast have been eliminated, a smart choice. Don't worry, how could I bear to let my people suffer great sacrifices?"

The remaining people breathed a sigh of relief. Yes, that was what they were betting on.

When it was about to get dark, Da Zhuang sent a message.

"In total, they've gathered about six thousand zombies."

Six thousand?

It wasn't like Bing Lin could gather as many as he wanted. Zombies had no discipline, equivalent to eight or nine-year-old children.

Did you expect them to wait obediently for you to gather them?

Da Zhuang at the time could only lure a thousand or so zombies at most.

Of course, it was possible to gather more, but Bing Lin believed that this was already enough.

Bing Lin smiled faintly and said, "We don't need to do anything. These companions are enough to tear them apart."

"We can just watch quietly from behind."

"Da Zhuang, you lead them in front, and then retreat after you reach the destination."

Da Zhuang accepted with a bitter face, unable to refuse.

Was he going to lead people to fight his big brother?

If Big Brother died, he wouldn't have the antidote.

Da Zhuang was already Level 6; could he withstand Big Brother's poison?

Gathering more than six thousand zombies was very scary.

In the past, zombies only gathered on a small scale, usually in zombie hordes of two or three hundred.

The zombie horde headed straight for Chen Luo in a mighty manner, and the bases along the way fled one after another.

Encountering a large-scale zombie horde was not necessarily fatal, as long as you temporarily hid.

If the zombie horde reached the base entrance, you couldn't blame anyone if you died.

Looking at the direction of the zombie horde, some people couldn't help but be surprised and suspicious. Was this direction Chen Luo's direction? Were they looking for him?

Some people couldn't help but gloat, "Let you be arrogant."

They really didn't dare to offend Chen Luo, and they also knew that they really couldn't afford to provoke him, but couldn't they be upset in their hearts?

Chen Luo's base was thirty *li* outside the city, and all the bases that the zombie horde passed by retreated.

In the past, there were also zombie hordes coming out, but they were small-scale, and they were looking for trouble with the bases in front of Chen Luo.

Who made Chen Luo's location good?

But when encountering such small zombie hordes, Chen Luo would send people to help.

For others, it was trouble, but for Chen Luo's people, they couldn't wait to encounter more small zombie hordes to collect crystals.

Chen Luo calmly looked at the dense zombies in the distance.

Eerie Mist Descends on the City.